Another Congested Brain-Wave Day

Daybreak beckons my presence.

You are already in gear

anticipating my rising out

       of slumber.



The aroma of coffee

fills the room.

The fragrance stimulates

my wake-up process.



Alas, my brain is just as congested

as traffic during rush hour.

Re-emerging from filing

yesterday's input.

Functioning on the original

program:

    "The Dewey Decimal System,"

arranged accordingly...

     (Author/Title; Title/Author),

Rejecting any other order.



Each time I try to discard the old

and download the new;

I get:

      Error messages...

(not enough memory,incomplete circuit or,

site is busy, try again later.)



This is when I pray...

  Thank you for the start of a very

       productive day.

  Give me strength to rise and

       be on my way.



Thus, the day has ended.

Abed I go to rifle

through the pages of today.

Download necessities, discard the rest.

Ready my brain to dream.

Enclosed amid the fantasies

        of my imagination.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

There are times I feel overloaded as well as I guess many of you do too. 08/30/01
If anybody sees my brain wandering the halls of Postpoems, please tell it to go home. "The street lights are on." lol :)

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